Best Japes Poems

And you will know me by the trail of dead,
the whistle of wind in cutthroat pipes,
the jolly japes and spring heeled capers
in the sepia pulp of the Sunday papers
and in all the Jack Tar bilge in your head,
for you will know me by the trail...

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You are all cool kids in your youngest ever age,

You make each other day like you’re out of your cage.

When I talk, you always listen.

My pretty good lessons are enjoyably missing.

 

You make arguments like you are all geared for war.

Exchanging of words is so...

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In slumbering slope they lay, 
their gaiety snores in rhythmic peaks of cadences,
The lily livered japes 
Kings from central castings,
Heroes of one hour, 
jostling  for President with mere words      
Resigned  to bed now, save one. 
Cowards, afraid of...

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The garrulous, Greek grape gatherers,
Joined joyously with jocund japes,
The olive pickers and Ostrich plucker’s,
Celebrating the seasons success in song.

The querulous quiver of musical quavers,
From a quorum of quality wine quaffer’s
Reverberated robustly round the room,
And resonated rhythmically from the roofs rafters.

An altercation arose amongst some aggressive...

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To my dearest dear…
We met a long time back
The day do you remember?
That was the day when I met you first time
Together we cracked japes and together we smiled
Since then you gave my life a song with rime.
Do you still remember the day….
When we shared...

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Unlike the Famous Five,
with capers, japes and adventures,
boats and well stocked picnics, we lived
a back street life. With a sock and masking tape ball
and mucky fat sarnies.
The Family Allowance Five.
Each one of us an extra pound.
With facsimile school photos,
in hand me down jumpers and carving...

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Let me ride on your wheels
Let me wear your cool shades
Let's drive out of this town
Like we're out of this cage

As fast as the wind blowing
Wish that it's never-ending
We could go back to same places
Go round and round until it's evening

Take me anywhere
A place where...

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Far hidden betwixt and aloft mountains further than light, so sleep the dwellers of the eternal night.

Moving silently, soft and quietly,
Moving with fright,
Carrying only our sweat and skin, making not a sound, 
Lest we art found,
By the silhouettes that slumber beneath the ground,
Within which they...

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Now, I have been thinking 
I have had a few scrapes.......... 
Ticked a few chaps off 
Ships sinking 
Harmless japes! 
Am I getting soft? 

The pirate chaps were great! 
Landed me ashore, 
with sacks full of pieces of eight 
So, not all a waste! 
Although...

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20th August 2021
Diamante Poetry for Fun contest
Sponsor - Karen Krutsinger...

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Caught in the facets of a broken bottle
sunlight splinters dangle from its edge
holding fast its beauty
jagged japes of jabbing jades
bitfrost of a broken bottle...

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Meandering meadows broken by a tossing garbling brook…strewn..rocks hewn embossing...marbling and moss flossing

Awoken whispers spoken..cantankerous coughing eddy wheezes..then a curmudgeonly icy mirror hush

Reckoning breezes yield cats' paws beckoning…teases across the flanking field

Fairies’ wield spells conveyed in lush dappled glades of plush bluebell dells 

Stacked cumulus...

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Meandering meadows broken by a tossing garbling brook…boulders embossing...marbling and moss flossing

Awoken whispers spoken..cantankerous coughing eddy wheezes..then a curmudgeonly icy mirror hush

Reckoning breezes yield cats' paws beckoning…teases across the flanking field

Fairies’ wield spells conveyed in lush dappled glades of plush bluebell dells 

Stacked cumulus collage..shield...

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So sorry to see you go Mo

Tally ho & bravo but must let you know

Not being weird...you had a bigger beard 

Face more hirsute to boot than even WG Grace.


Gleaming beaming grin..streaming through thick and thin...

Joker scheming and memeing of jolly japes in manic scrapes...

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In Test cricket…we talk quite a bit about the assumption to be a hit…need gumption and grit…another platitude about the right attitude at any latitude…selectors gratitude for vigour..rigour..fortitude..with a cheeky sneaky touch of turpitude.

Not just a presumption…we all knew with no Chiku…Jaddu..heroic and stoic..maybe squarely...

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